She's too strong

Carlys hands grab my own and I'm pinned to the carpet as her legs spread mine awkwardly under her, embarrassingly revealing my crotch to the cameras.

She's not putting too much pressure on my head, in fact I can still breathe a little as my nose is being smashed by the top of her cleavage. "Get up, slut!" Carlys insult is quiet, just loud enough for the microphone to pick up. She's toying with me.

I accept her challenge and try struggling harder, trying to breathe with her fat tits on my face. I try kicking my legs, but her thick thighs keep my own under control. She presses her elbows on my bicep, causing a lot of pain as she tightens her grip and uses her size to keep the back of my hands on the floor.

"What's wrong bitch? Too much for ya?" Her words are humiliating, she is too much for me. My breathing is getting harder, and I notice how lightheaded I've become. She's been wearing me down, and I fell for it. I can hardly move.

She eases the pressure on my head and starts swaying her tits side to side, slapping me repeatedly with her hanging udders.